My Name Is NOT Deku [Bakudeku Fantasy AU]

| 13 | Divine Rules

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Izuku opened his still sleepy jade eyes and immediately started rubbing them as the light reached his pupils through the left open curtains of his bed room window. As his eyes finally got used to the light, he looked at sun who was already high in the sky, meaning it was probably already noon.

Which was weird Shotou never let him sleep in, he was always making sure Izuku did exactly what he wanted. Then why hadn't he done that now?

"Maybe he's still sleeping from yesterday's ball" Izuku groaned while another yawn escaped his mouth. After staring another five minutes at the white ceiling above him, he got up and put on some clothes he found in Deku's closet.

When he looked at his reflection in the mirror, he noticed how it seemed less and less of a shock to look more and more like the real Deku, who he had seen in the portraits. It was like he was getting used to it, and it scared him, making another shiver go over his spine.

He hadn't found Katsuki after Shotou had pulled him away last night, as if he had left just after their kiss. Izuku felt his lips with his fingers, as if he could still feel the soft sensation of the ones of the blond. After he noticed his cheeks were heating up just remembering, he shook his head and realized his mouth felt dry and his stomach empty.

He descended the many stairs, while trying not to think he would have to climb them all back up again. When the smell of food reached his nose his stomach seemed to growl even louder. He shouldn't have gotten used to this luxe, cause the moment the real Deku returns in some way, or the king deems Izuku useless and he's back on the streets, he won't be able to handle the lack of food and comfort.

One of the servants greeted him and bowed while pointing at a seat in the big dining room. After Izuku sat down he looked around to see if Shotou was there, but didn't see a sign of him. Izuku explained the servant what he wanted for breakfast and waited.

Shotou couldn't just be gone, although he didn't know how true that statement could be, judging from his bruised body. His older bruises seemed even worse than the one around his eye, so Izuku doubted the fact he ran away over the new one. The more Izuku thought about it, the more he could only think of one person that could've caused them and that one person was the king.

"but why?" he whispered while staring into nothingness. Another new question on another new day, after crawling into Deku's life. "and where are you?"

After another minute of thinking about that same question, he realized he wouldn't come up with a good answer himself. So thought about going to the kitchen to ask Iida, since his food still hadn't gotten served.

When he entered the kitchen, he saw many servants in their white with blue uniforms, but couldn't get his eyes on the completely blue uniform of Iida. After walking around the enormous kitchen and storage rooms, trying not to trip over all of the bowing servants around him, he eventually thought about asking the servants themselves.

"Could I ask you something?" after Izuku saw the servant having an immense heart attack the moment Izuku approached him and then trying to recover, he bowed formally while nodding harshly. Izuku sometimes forgot his new position and how frightening and important his opinions and questions were now viewed. "Do you know where sir Iida might be?"

The servant's face twisted into a painful expression. As if it was the exact question he hadn't want to answer. "Well, your highness-" he started and continued in an apologetic tone "we haven't seen him since last night during the ball" which was probably why the food without head-servant had taken longer than usual.